'It's not you, it's me.'

'It's not you, it's me.'

How many times is it you, 

Before I start to 

believe that maybe...

It is me.

Is it me?

This feels like it's me.

It doesn't even matter who it is

Because by now

It feels like it's me.

I wish I could believe 

That it is you.

But you,

And many others before

You

Have taught me to doubt myself.

It feels like it's me.

I think it's me.

And that just means that 

You 

Aren't right for 

Me.